In 1979, Basu Chatterjee made Baaton Baaton Mein and unobtrusively brought to us the dating and courtship rituals of a community that was till then either caricatured or just overlooked in Hindi cinema. Nancy Perreira and Tony Braganza…
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Matriarchal manipulation in a patriarchal world is depicted unsparingly in Usha Priyamwada’s Pachpan Khambe Laal Deewarein (Now playing on Prasar Bharti). The mother resentful of her lecturer daughter’s comfortable life in her college residence because the younger daughters…
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“Start with hope..always start with hope. We went from being a shitty team to become one of the biggest dynasties in the sport and all it needed was one match to light this fire,” says Michael Jordan at…
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In 1947, my grandparents brought three children and the remains of an uprooted life from Pakistan to India in a train. One of those children was my mother. I grew up hearing a lot of stories about the…
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Three documentaries streaming right now show the ultimate culmination of the Bois Locker Room culture. And what happens when one gender is taught to mistrust its instincts of self-preservation and the other does not even learn something as…
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In Sudip Sharma’s Paatal Lok (Now streaming on Amazon. Co written by Sharma, Sagar Haveli, Hardik Mehta and Gunjit Chopra. Directed by Avinash Arun and Prosit Roy), India’s disowned inhabit the headlines we turn away from. A young…
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Pain seeps in Deep.. Deeper in us Hopes break trust shakes faith dwindles..fades Life is not mathematics The calculations fail us Logic fails us.. Thoughts crumble Success..the craving for it… fades Don’t sulk at the truth When you face it There will be resurgence Fake hopes glitter for a while But truth prevails And if you deny not, to […]
Only disasters so far, I don’t know what comes after. I never saw much light at the end of the mistrust. But there is hope Because I do not give up and won’t be defeated forever. The needle prick of pain is just skin deep It may hurt Or just may bring me back to […]
You can capture silence only if it captures you first. Only if you allow it in your soul and let it settle down down like a pool of blue nothingness, with not a ripple on its surface. Just a liquid translucence mirroring the sky. Only eternity. Not the drama, the furor and the noise […]
I stared at my hands in the bright sunlight, I stared some more under a flash bulb. I aimed the spotlight at my palms and was finally able to see the tiny lines cutting across each other. They told tales of every thought that ever crossed my mind. Revealing a life I had been walking around […]